Meanwhile.

Ian had already opened the cockpit of the armor.

Because of the scanning of the silver chip, his understanding of the design of the armor can be said to be at the level of a designer, and even many times the designer does not understand him, because there must be many designers, and it is impossible for every designer to be able to rub out each armor part by hand, and deeply understand the effect of each inscription circuit on the overall armor.

And Ian can.

The scanning of the silver chip is at the microscopic level, and it restores the design drawing, so that Ian can completely rub the parts by hand little by little when conditions allow, and make a monkey version of the armor.

So, he easily found the armored emergency external hand switch, and by indirectly triggering the inscription circuit, he opened it from the outside,

The moment the cockpit was opened, a large bubble was freed up, and Ian lifted Ethan and Master Gosai from the shark's back, stuffed them into the cockpit, and sat directly into them.

A purple-haired elf in a comatose state was in shock in his seat, and without even thinking about it, it was the driver's seat, and Ian dragged him away - he was going to throw this enemy out directly, but after thinking about it, he was not a dead man after all, and he could provide some intelligence value, so he threw it next to his feet, acting as a human cushion for Master Gosai.

Da - he expertly manipulated the control panel of the armor, and the cockpit door that opened on board closed again, and then with a 'boom', the sea-filled cabin began to drain and empty.

Soon, the entire cockpit was filled with breathable gas.

"Ian...... Will you manipulate the armor?! ”

Finally able to speak normally, instead of relying on the blisters Ian had created, Isengard looked in astonishment at his peers, who were now almost omnipotent, and he felt that he might not be some once-in-a-century genius as his teachers and friends and relatives had said.

"I've been learning about the Aether Armament - Viscount Grant's Aether Armament will be repaired by me and Elder Pud."

Ian didn't answer the question directly, he was looking at the metal connections in the armored cockpit with some familiar shapes, and then asked thoughtfully, "Are these connections stuck in those cartilage tissues above the spine?" ”

Isengard glanced at it and confirmed: "Yes, the 'signal bone' is a natural brain signal transmission structure, and it only needs to be aligned and inserted to perform neural synchronization with the armor. ”

Really. Ian nodded—when he first dissected Orsna, he wondered, even if it was to stabilize the structure of the spine, there was no need to build such a set of cartilage with built-in nerve clusters in the entire upper part of the spine, right? Now it seems that it is actually to directly use the nerve to connect to the general data port used by some equipment.

"I won't." He said briefly, "Help me settle it." ”

"No problem."

Isengard also knew that the situation was urgent, so there was no nonsense.

He seemed to be a professional at the job, and immediately got to work preparing to connect the signal cables to Ian.

The white-haired boy ruffled the hair on the back of his neck, his white skin looked quite delicate and soft, and Isengard couldn't help but be a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to really haven't controlled the armor...... Once the signal cable is connected, the cartilage tissue and skin at the back ridge harden into a sturdy port close to the enamel structure...... Huh? ”

The blonde boy wanted to connect the cable with some force, but he didn't expect Ian's fair skin to be harder than he expected, and the solid metal port not only did not puncture the cortex and connect with the bone spurs of the bones, but instead distorted and skewed.

It's like a punch on a soft crème brûl, only to be left hooked with a backhand from the crème brûl.

Isengard looked at the cable in his hand with some confusion, and then at the smooth skin on the back of Ian's neck, which had no trace at all: "This ...... My body hasn't recovered yet, are my hands weak? ”

"You try it now."

Ian didn't expect his passive defense to be so strong for a while, and he took the initiative to withdraw part of the essentia - now Isengard could continue.

The three signal lines are connected in turn, and the armored signal is faithfully returned.

The cable was attached to Ian's neck, and he felt a familiar feeling...... Invisible messages and currents surged through his body, then fed back into an even larger body.

Gently raise your left hand, and outside the cockpit, the metal giant wrist is similarly raised.

"It's been six years...... Unexpectedly, it was the armor that gave me the feeling of controlling large engineering equipment again. ”

At this moment, Ian opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a glow circulating on the inside of his iris, which was the scene that was reflected from the armored observer, and the view that other pupils saw outside of his eyes.

Long white hair was scattered behind him, and the slender boy sat in the precise metal driver's seat, three cables running from behind his neck to the depths of his armor, and Ian's eyes were brightened with a silver-blue glow.

Airplanes...... Buzzing!

The sudden sound of the engine running sounded, startling Isengard, who was a little stunned to see this scene, and he heard the hum of the elemental furnace starting rapidly, and the energy instilled up and down the armor...... But how is this possible?

Can an ordinary person really ignore the dissonance of an extra body and the additional video signal when piloting the armor for the first time, and directly control this huge machine like an arm command?

The answer is not the first time.

Ian is familiar with this feeling...... This is the feeling of having a second huge body.

In the deep sea, the outer armor of the light blue naval battle armor lit up with a faint fluorescence again, and overhead, a dark red zigzag observation port lit up with light.

Then, it moved, moving its arms and legs in the shape of a crab-shaped thruster.

"If I knew that I could be captured, I wouldn't have commanded Master Gosai to paralyze his right arm."

Sensing the damage to the armor, Ian sighed a little, but the world is unpredictable, even a prophet can't fully predict everything: "Shark, get ready to go!" ”

"Behind us, the pursuers will be there soon!"

At this moment, Ian could directly see that there was a huge dark purple mist chasing from afar, without relying on any other medium.

It was one of the indigenous Twin Spirits, the overlord of Odell Reef for a hundred years, and the behemoth that ruled the entire South China Sea - if it weren't for the appearance of the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon, there would be no aquatic monster in the entire South that could challenge them.

It was impossible for the original boy or the ironclad shark to escape from the hunt of this giant eel with Isengard and Gosai.

But now......

"Shark, let's go!"